Someday before the end of March,
somewhere near Farrer Park MRT,
beautiful yellow flowers in full bloom,
on a lonely tree comforted by a rusty bicycle,
under a bright sun tempered by light breeze,
and a lots of bees flying around,
with me sitting on the stairs idling,
sipping a can of winter melon drink,
imaginating, day-dreaming and do nothing,
Phew! what a peaceful day.



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